Unspoken Pleasure

I turned to Mom, whose flushed cheeks swept away any notion that Miranda was lying, but she avoided her embarrassment with bluntness, “Yes, it’s true, Ellie. Miranda’s sweet tongue is fucking amazing.”

The plane began its acceleration as silence overtook the front row of first class. Miranda reached across the aisle and grabbed my hand and closed her eyes. Clearly even after her many flights, she still hated the initial climb. Mom grabbed my other hand and also squeezed it for dear life, equally stressed by the plane’s ascent. The silence was deafening for me even through the roar of the engines as the plane continued to rise and I eagerly awaited the next development in this sexually charged drama.

Not a word was spoken until the pilot announced we were at cruising altitude. Dana returned, her face showing her nervousness after the earlier awkward moment, and asked, “May I get everyone something to drink?”

“A double whiskey,” Ellie demanded.

“I’ll have the same,” Miranda said.

“A Bud Light,” I requested.

“A white rum on the rocks,” Mom ordered.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Just a single?” Dana asked.

“No, make hers a double too,” Ellie ordered.

“Ma’am?” Dana asked, wanting confirmation from the person ordering the drink.

“Sure, a double,” Mom agreed, not looking at Ellie.

“I’ll be right back,” the pretty brunette (with purple streaks) said before disappearing up front again.

“Hurry back, sexy,” Miranda purred, “I’m hungry.”

“Oh, subtle,” Ellie quipped.

“Subtlety is not my style.” Miranda smiled. “So do we have a deal?”

“Fine,” Ellie agreed, “We have a deal.”

“I’m going to dress you like a complete slut tonight,” Miranda promised.

“I don’t know when,” Ellie countered, “you’ll be too busy dining between my legs.”

“Game on,” Miranda smiled, before leaning closer to Ellie and confiding, “even if I lose, I’ll still eat that sweet cunt of yours.”

Ellie was speechless, shocked by pretty much every incident of this crazy day.

Dana returned with our drinks. When she handed Miranda her drink, Miranda flirted, “You know you’re very pretty, Dana.”

“T-t-thanks,” Dana blushed, as she broke eye contact and handed me my beer.

“You’re welcome,” Miranda said.

I looked behind me, curious who might be behind us listening to our licentious conversations, and saw that the other two rows were empty. Miranda, seeing the perplexed look on my face explained, “I purchased all three rows.”

“Wow,” I mouthed, impressed every moment by my girl.

Miranda, keeping up the assault on our big-busted prey, asked, “So why is someone as sexy as you still single?”

“High standards,” Ellie answered.

“Aaaah,” I yelped as Mom spilled her drink all over me, as planned. Since Dana was out of sight, she just ostentatiously held it high over my crotch, grinned at me and the other two, and dumped it out while we all watched. It was no accident, but it was an iced drink, so my yelp wasn’t faked. Miranda stifled a giggle and Ellie stared.

Dana, who had just left, hurried back. “Are you all right, sir?”

“Yes,” I answered, “I just need your washroom.”

“There’s one right over there for our first class passengers, sir,” Dana pointed to a door forward and to the left.

“Thanks,” I said, starting for the bathroom. Once inside I waited a moment before peeking out the door and calling out, “Mom, could you come and help for a moment?”

Mom smiled to Ellie. “A mother’s work is never done.”

Ellie watched, confused at why I would need help, I wasn’t eight any more, but didn’t say anything as Mom stood up and joined me in the bathroom.

As soon as the door was closed, (the first class bathroom by the way had way more room than the tiny boxes at the back of the plane) Mom fell to her knees and pulled out my cock.

“Fuck! I’ve been craving this all day, baby,” Mom shared before devouring my cock. She bobbed back and forth like a total hungry slut and it took all my will power not to spray her throat in the first few seconds.

I grunted, “Stand up and bend over, Mom, I want to officially join the mile-high club in your cunt.”

“Oh you dirty boy,” she purred, standing up, lifting her dress and bending over. “I like a forceful man who knows what he wants.”

“This forceful man wants to fuck his dear sweet Mother,” I replied, wasting no time in foreplay as I just slammed my cock into Mom’s sweet cunt.

“Oh yes baby, fuck Mommy,” she moaned as my cock slipped inside her.

I pumped in and out of Mom’s cunt as I held onto her hips.

“Harder, son, harder,” she moaned, loving nothing more than a hardcore fucking from her own flesh and blood.

Unfortunately for her there was no way I was going to last long enough to get her off, having not yet come today. Usually I would get her off first, but the circumstances of the quickie and the plan didn’t allow for it this time. A couple minutes more of fast-paced Mother fucking and I could feel my balls boiling. I pulled out and ordered, “On your knees, Mommy.”

Without hesitation my submissive mother turned around, fell to her knees and returned hungrily to deep throating my cock. Less than a minute of Mom’s perfect cock sucking lips and I was about to come. I pulled out and as planned, coated her face with my cum. After the sexy facial I’d given Miranda yesterday and now coating Mom’s beauty today, I realized I now had a new kink to add to my nylon fetish. I really got off on getting off all over a gorgeous face, so I came extra hard! Being my first load of the day, I shot four solid streams of cum onto Mom hitting her chin, lips, cheeks, nose, forehead and hair.

Mom surprised me by taking my cock back in her mouth.

I had to protest, albeit reluctantly, “Not now Mom. We have to stick to the plan.”

“Fine,” she huffed, clearly not fine, as she allowed my cock to slip out of her mouth.